Текст песни
Broken-hearted, I’m sick of this garbage.
I’m the hardest, that make me a target…from the start I been gettin it crackin, I’m workin the hardest my, my feelings discarded …..mentally scared, i get in my car im faded n driving real far. Then I stop at bar have me a drink and I think am I goin too hard ..
I’m stuck in my feelings I’m stuck in my ways, I’m grindin I’m tryna get paid…she all in my face, she all in my way I’m just tryna get laid…I go thru the motions, I sit and I’m smokin while batteling these emotions. I feel so broken, I feel so hopeless I don’t know where I’m goin
I’m tryna smoke, This life is a joke, i don’t see nothin funny…niggas is woke, niggas is broke, all I see is the money…then demons is creepin if niggas is reachin n thinkin of takin it from me, I’m all on my own, I get it I’m gone I’m the only one makin it for me. I’m Hey let mesick of this shit, ain’t nobody as real in this bitch, man Im given’em
shit and I’m really equipped to take on these niggas I trip I’m really the shit u really a bitch. It’ get a lil thick and niggas a quit, mad cuz them shoes don’t fit nigga who won’t trip, I’m trippin on niggas for thinkin they slick, nigga.
